Chapter 13 Imprint

Hugh Croft was following Jane Fowler all this while.

He heard the argument between Jane and Peter Fowler.

He noticed the sadness in her eyes when she admired the families enjoying their time while she walked alone along the riverside.

She was like a powerful beast that hid the excruciating pain no one knew.

It was only late at night that they would hide in a corner and nurse their wound.

There was something mysterious about Jane.

Hugh found that to be captivating.

She was like the moonflower that only blooms at night.

Hugh could feel that they were of the same type of people

He had felt that from the moment he laid his eyes on her.

Now, he was sure of it.

Jane watched the man hiding in the darkness, yet the darkness surrounding him couldn’t shield the nobility and arrogance in that man.

Danger!

She could sense the extreme danger coming from the man standing before her.

Her powerful sixth sense reminded her of the danger every second she stood there.

Still, she felt a sense of familiarity coming from him.

The same feeling Hugh Croft had for her.

Why were they having such a feeling toward each other?

She had never felt like that for anyone other than the Fowlers.

“Who are you?”

Jane asked, trying her best to keep cool.

Hugh stepped out from the shadow after hearing her question.

The first thing that Jane saw on the man was the top–grade leather shoes.

Covering the long, slender leg was a pair of smooth, well–tailored suit pants.

He wasn’t wearing a coat and had only a clean blue shirt.

The blue shirt he had on blended well with the darkness he walked out from, elevating the elegance and the well–defined facial features that spells “ART.”

There was no other word to define what Hugh Croft looked like.

No words were found in the dictionary to define Hugh’s good look.

Jane felt this man might probably be the most prestigious and good–looking man she had ever seen.

He was graceful and carried an aura of nobility with him.

He spellbound even Jane.

“Hugh Croft.”

Hugh generously announced his name.

“You are Hugh Croft?”

It was a name everyone in Stormton City knew.

Hugh Croft! Was there any meaning hidden in this name?

He was the President of the D.Y. Group and the youngest person in charge of the Croft family.

Not only was he able to manage the entire D.Y Group alone, he even doubled the profit and earnings of D.Y. Group every year.

Hugh Croft’s name decorated the top ten listings of Forbes‘ List of Billionaires.

He was also the youngest President ever recorded in the Forbes‘ List of Billionaires.

The rest of the presidents on Forbes‘ list were usually in their middle–aged or above sixties.

had heard

twice about taking harsh measures. Whoever offended him would

never doubted

of someone with such nobility and

sense if he was the legendary Hugh

why would a person like

the one watching you from the private room on the

Bar.”

explained as if he’d sensed the confusion

“Okay!”

same danger coming

following me? I’m certain

already

the escape routes around

word she had in her

idea.

standing before him

a

Hugh Croft wanted

person with

question caught

have no idea what you’re talking

what I’m talking about. You’ve already exposed

You should have felt the sense of familiarity on me,

was no point in her to keep denying

could have her investigated

you

want to sign an agreement with you,

Jane frowned slightly.

His proposal seemed familiar.

to the job Andy

people with Omega type blood in the Darknet to have an agreement to sleep with

too sudden. Let me think

was definitely

was incredibly good–looking, powerful, and came

every rose

life, Jane wanted to live freely and spend the rest of her life with someone who cared for her. She

wanted to be in love, being with someone like Hugh Croft

a high risk of her losing her life

she should just

you leave me

moment of silence

and in a pleasant

for words on how she should

number, perhaps?

repeated his question, thinking that Jane might not

did not come easily out of his thin

with whom Hugh would be

one of

was like

was on the first time

had imprinted

of her drove

because they had the

were the same

it was the wound that had frozen their heart that drove them

“Okay!”

her number and

was not that she did not

The reason was simple.

it

be able to dig it

liked

scanned through

simple user name, which spelled

of The Simpsons family

full mark

picture was

nothing else, I’ll leave

about

from this dangerous person as far as

“Wait!”

Hugh spoke.

“Yes, Mr. Croft?”

“Your name?”

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